Gun Lover

I don't care!
 I don't care about the state of the nation
 About the state of your mind
 About the states and capitalism
 Rhythm schism
 Cares about the fate of your race
 Who cares about the waste of your time
 In fact it's just another pin prick
 I don't care about the sick in the streets
 About the sick in your mind
 About the excuses for sickness
 In this furnace
 Burn about the city streets and
 Burn about their sleepy beds
 Teach them the ways of crazy poets
 Turn around and buy yourself a gun
 Yes I said by yourself alone
 Let no one breathe
 And no one see the hate you love to show me
 I don't care about the violence at home
 I've got every reason to live alone
 Yes, but sometimes I love me mother...
 What she got not a lot!
 Hero walks the beaten path
 His beaten an avalanche
 Of guilty witness every day
 I don't care about the white man's problem
 Progressive in his mind is fodder
 It's time to teach the boys a lesson
 Rip 'em!
 Sick 'em!
 Death to all of those who oppose
 Death to all in 70's clothes
 Death to those who've fallen and they can't get off!
 Turn around and buy yourself a gun
 Yes I said by yourself alone
 Let no one breathe
 And no one see the hate you love to show me
 Turn around and buy yourself a gun
 Yes I said by yourself alone
 Let no one breathe
 And no one see the hate you love to show me